"Don't tease me," Ruan Qiu said. "There are only a few self-defense techniques they teach us, and this one hurts the most, so I used it."
Feng Ye smiled as if he thought of something, then chuckled a few more times.
Yao Qing was getting a little annoyed by his laughter, but then he restrained his amusement.
It was that smile that eased the somewhat oppressive atmosphere considerably.
Yao Qing thought that Feng Ye really was a treasure of a friend, handsome, rich, and capable.
Too bad he likes men.
The more she thought about it, the more she felt it was a pity. She clicked her tongue and asked, "President Ye, how are things going with that Mr. Carry? There hasn't been any news lately."
As soon as Feng Ye heard about Carry, his expression changed drastically. "Don't mention him to me. Before I came back to the country, he actually tried to climb into my... anyway, he's got issues, just thinking about him annoys me."